California absentee ballots FTW.

No angst at the polls, no juggling my schedule. Just send that fucker in and hope for the best.

Oh, and...

Dear Prop 8,

Fuck you. Fuck you in the ass with a great big spiked metal dildo. I hope the people who proposed you and supported you get a massive case of dick cancer.

No love,
Babs

First of all, I'd like to credit ophe1ia_in_red  for the avatar. It is awesome and she allowed me to grab it. Thank you!

Second of all, there is this. In my sickened condition I should not have to suffer alone.

Enjoy.

Djelibeybi talked me into submitting a paper to speak at linux.conf.au in Hobart, Tasmania in January. I figured there wouldn't be much of a chance of me getting a spot, but what the hey ( Read more... )

I sent my mom's friend an email thanking her profusely for the gorgeous gift of her mother's crystal stemware. She responded with, "you're welcome. Did anything break? I have spares." Well shit. I had found on the interbutts that you can indeed give your broken crystal to people who will fix it like new. I was going to go that route, but heck ( Read more... )

Janric and I finally got around to opening up our final wedding gift tonight. I had received it Friday, from one of my mom's friends. Between horrid work hours and running around for other social engagements, Janric and I hadn't gotten around to opening it up until tonight ( Read more... )

Back from the cruise. Very tired. Cruise was awesome. I've had a nap, but feel like I could sleep some more.

*falls over*

Time to catch up on internets!

They're not all uploaded, not by a long shot. But we're talking a shitload of pictures, and we leave for the honeymoon tomorrow. SO. Here's a taste of the pictures. Try not to laugh at my lack of chin.

I just received a call from our event sales representative over at the Gold Coast hotel in Las Vegas. When we first started planning our wedding out with the Gold Coast, we had to put down a deposit on the event. Janric sent his credit card number, and we signed the contract ( Read more... )

I am overstimulated, tired, and ready to go home. We're meeting up with Isma and Jack Havoc tonight at the Peppermill for drinks and chilling. Then we go home by 11 a.m. tomorrow ( Read more... )

I'm really sick of obsessing over the wedding, so I'm going to take a quick break to ponder something else - politics. Yes, because that is far more relaxing ( Read more... )